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Updated: June 22, 2025
"Nay, sahib, but my creditor! The mother of confusion tells me that the Miss-sahib and her father are in Howrah's palace!" They halted, all together in a cluster in the middle of the street shut in by darkness watched for all they knew, by a hundred enemies. "Of their own will or as prisoners?" "As prisoners, sahib." "Back to the side street! Quickly!
It was a foolish thing and the Livingstones' old Karim Bux much deplored it, but the Miss-sahib had forgotten to give information that the dinner of eight commanded a fortnight ago would not take place hence everything was ready in its sequence for this event, with a new fashion of stuffing quails and the first strawberries of the season from Dinapore.
"In your good time, Miss-sahib. I was ordered to have patience!" "At least I will have more confidence, knowing that you are always close at hand." The Rajput bowed. She reined back.
The flowers on the dinner-table proclaimed that they had been arranged by another hand than Lalkhan's. He was certain of that without Lalkhan's assurance that the Miss-Sahib had done them herself before she sailed that very morning.
He has men and horses, and a fort that is impregnable. The Miss-sahib would be safe there under all circumstances." "But but, supposing I declined to accept that invitation? Supposing I preferred not to be carried off to a er a Mohammedan gentleman's fort. What then?"
They say there is no use in firing at you, but they are resolved to kill you and the miss-sahib, or carry her off if she escapes the assault." "What assault?" "Protector of the poor, they are building scaling-ladders four in all. Soon after dawn they intend to rush your position. You may slay some, they say, but you cannot slay three score.
"The reason why your countrymen have found men of this land before now to fight for them one reason, at least " he said gruffly, "is that hitherto they have not meddled with our religions. It is not safe! It would be better to come away, Miss-sahib." "Would you like to say that to my father? He is " "Allah forbid that I should argue with him! I spoke to you, on your account!"
"All alone, Miss-sahib, but your servant." "Oh! I thought perhaps that" she checked herself, then rushed the words out as though ashamed of them "that, if you had men to help you, you might carry him away against his will! Where are these others who are to be trusted?" Ali Partab grinned and then drew himself up with a movement of polite dissent.
"I could but wait here, Miss-sahib, until the hour came when you changed your mind, or until Mahommed Gunga by letter or by word of mouth relieved me of my trust." "Oh! Then you will wait here until I ask?" "Surely, Miss-sahib." The head again peered through the window up above them, but disappeared below the ledge furtively, and none of the three were aware of it.
"And and won't you under any circumstances take us, say, to the Resident at Abu instead?" "I may not, Miss-sahib." "But why?" "Of a truth I know not. I never yet knew Mahommed Gunga to give an order without good reason for it; but beyond that he chose me, because he said the task might prove difficult and he trusted me, I know nothing." "Have you no idea of the reason?"
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